A Love Story

I couldn't believe my ears. When Gina told me she was a transsexual, I was stunned. I've seen a few transsexuals in my day, as I've said before. There's almost always something that gives them away. Not this time. Gina looked prettier than most women I knew. She had a pretty face, a hot, curvy body and a fine, round and thick ass. Like popular singer Alicia Keys, but with the unique physique of professional athlete Venus Williams. Wow. I looked at her, and smiled. Wow. I squeezed her hand and told her I found her sexy. She grinned, and said she found me sexy too. We left the Lotus Bar together. The rest, as they say, was history.

Gina Dawson and I went back to my place, and made passionate love together. I won't get into too much detail but it was an eye-opener. It was hot. I finally found someone who enjoys my company and likes sex as much as I do. And the fact that I'm bisexual doesn't bother her none. She rather enjoys this side of me. We walk around the city together, admired by many who think we're the hottest black couple since Will and Jada. That always makes us smile. We get along fine, and we have a lot in common. I think my luck finally turned, folks. Life is good.